Professor Sebastian Jones - Is It Love? Fan-fiction by SW

Chapter 75 - Sebastian Starts to Open Up

"Me?! A fairy?! No! It is not possible! It can't be!"

I can't accept this theory, as it is mere speculation from Sebastian without any scientific proofs. Only because I'm rebellious and I like to wear black don't make me a tiny little magic creature from the forests. If these two characteristics are mandatory to fairies, all goth and punk people would be fairies as well, and it's far from the truth. However, my eyes changing colors, from the gray-blue iris to the light gray with thin pupils, are bugging me, and Sebastian's theory may make some sense after all.

"Me?! A fairy?!"

I let out a defeated sigh, raise a pensive eyebrow, and frown my forehead. I'm in an introspective mode, staring at the void while roasting my sausage in the bonfire. I'm feeling a little blue now. All the good hormones that were released while Sebastian and I were making love have faded. I think I need to go to a bar to have a couple of drinks to digest this new information.

"Me? A fairy..."

Sebastian notices my depressed state of mind and decides to cheer me up as this night is meant to be relaxing and pleasant according to his plans. His voice shows that he's back to the light spirits of before as if no riddles or puzzles are haunting us at this very moment.

Sebastian: I'll teach you something that my sister and I used to do while camping in the backyard of our house when we were kids.

"Sister?!"

I'm surprised in knowing Sebastian has a sister. Well, I'm even more astonished in my man opening up to me, as there are still some barriers between us that are insurmountable so far. Although he wants me as the woman of his life, there is too little that I know about him and his history. I'm glad to know he has a family, a sister at least, that he isn't alone in this world, even him being a lone wolf because of his transformation and of his fear of hurting the ones he loves.

I look at Sebastian with increasing curiosity. He has all my attention at this very moment because curiosity always takes what is better in me. I'm feeling a little better only with this tiny piece of information he is unveiling me that I even forget my urge for a drink to silence my inner demons.

Sebastian puts the sausage he is roasting apart, gets and opens the package of the marshmallows, puts two of them inside my empty mug, and fills it with the hot chocolate covering the sweets. He has a broad smile on his lips while doing so, as these memories warm up his heart. He's back to the happy-go-lucky mood again, and it's glaring in his fierce amber eyes.

Sebastian: The hot chocolate will melt the marshmallows a little. It's delicious and nice as a comfort food too.

And he laughs openly, as no worries were in his mind now anymore. Sebastian is enjoying his moments with me, and he doesn't want to think about all the mysteries that surround my existence, and that he's researching obsessively, seeking desperately for answers. No. All the puzzles and riddles are at another place and time, not at our glade tonight.

I'm observing the hot chocolate melting the marshmallows with a silly grin on my mouth. Then, I lift my head, and my gray-blue eyes meet his fierce amber ones. There is an aura of tenderness and love involving us, something magical, I would say. Undoubtedly, we belong to each other, as our destinies were traced before we were even born. I bite my lower lip and blush, feeling a little bit shy. Is it what love makes with us? Does it turn us in silly creatures?

Sebastian gets one of my hair locks and sets it behind my ear and caresses my cheek feathery with the back of his hand. His touch sends hundreds of electric waves throughout all my body, letting me in frisson. He has a broad smile towards me, and his voice is soft as his spirits right now.